Good to You

Yea (yeaaah)

Come on

Uhh

Yeah

Kweli

Yo Yo

Ayo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder

My hunger is like the crocodile that attacks the hunter

It ain't commercial or underground, its true cause I

(wanna be good to you)

Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name

Like the lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain

Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain cause (wanna be good to you)

We make the squares dance, and get the do like dotsey

Y'all niggaz roll with pussy-cats like Josey

All spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo

I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo

Swooping the industry, like a bird to prey

My stance has got stamina, ya verses lack vertebrae

I heard them say I was a conscious rapper

But I'm a monster when I hafta smack the shit out of a nonsense actor

Using my 'hands solo' and I don't need chewy

Over your head like Yamakas and Koofies yo

Fuck the screen gems y'all niggaz act in B movies

Type of niggaz proud to be groupies

Followers in the herd running over the cliff

I'm the +Buffalo Soldier+, smoke ya like a dread like rasta

blowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit high

Like you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the strip

Looking to hit cops, now that's a 4 alarm

Black queen falling on my arms, you could call it charm

Mater fact call it what you want, its up to you bro

(wanna be good to you)

Yea

Yea

Yea

How many niggaz ever been in love'

How many niggaz really think they thugs

And can't think without the drink and drugs

How many niggaz can't get in with hats and sneakers on

Say 'fuck security' and get inside and keep them on

How many niggaz think that gats make the weaker strong

Can't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eating on

That don't take heart, slave, nigga play ya part

I'd rather jump over board nigga, face the sharks

We stay doing it, later for the conversation

Hammers is cocked and waiting, niggaz is not debating

We ain't got the patience You found popping shit

Come in to town just to run you down like poppa ditch

And dig a proper ditch, you lying like a politician

Your proposition meets opposition like contradictions

Get out my house, you ain't no real representative

I make it happen, you ain't official, you tentative

Niggaz is sensitive, see how they catching feelings

It's so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling

Barracuda, Spitkicker nigga that's the crew (wanna be good to you)

Whoo! (yeaahh)

Come on

Yeah

Low ride

Yo

Yo

Yo

Niggaz be claiming shit, find a gangsta movie, put

they name in it, biting like there ain't no shame in it

You the hardest on the beat, I'm the fire that you playing with

You a artist from the street, I'll give you the blood to paint it with

So yeah I'm positive, I'm positive I'm the best

Spit bullets to split ya vest and deposit them in ya chest

Dark is the flesh on my bones, calling Brooklyn home

Hang up on niggaz like 'I want you to meet my nigga tone, word

Leave me alone like Michael Jackson

Or there will be more than butterflies in your stomach

waiting to see what happens

You see me out, know that my crew is flawless

So called gangstas need more security than the Rawkus office

Yo, I thought you bust ya gun

You just a big joke, thinking you a Big Pun

Yo, Kayne this is the big one (wanna be good to you)

me and my niggaz having big fun

Come on,

BK and

BX and

Q boro and

Manhattan and

Harlem niggaz and

Long Island

Wanna be good to you you you come on! (wanna be good to you)

The whole world rocking

Yo the whole world rocking

Ayo uhh